What did I get myself into?

by johnlocked-thetardis221

Nico is having trouble adjusting to his new high school but he meets someone new. Percy Jackson helps him along and lets Nico stay over while his dad is attempting to recover from an alcoholic problem. In this story, freshman own cars and homes and they can have their own jobs. Percy Jackson is not mine. It belongs to Rick Riordan. This story, however, is mine so please don't steal

4. Chapter 4-Flatline

Nico-

It's dark. Black as night. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder, liquid trailing through my fingers, soaking the sheets. Blood. Suddenly, I felt light-headed, seeing white around my already failed vision. I'm going to die.

Percy-

I ran. I ran into Nico's room, not even taking the time to turn on the lights. There was blood. A lot of it. I called the ambulance and paced his room nervously, talking to the paramedic. As instructed, I stopped pacing and applied pressure to his shoulder.

"P-Percy..." Nico managed, coughing.

"Nico. Nico Nico Nico. It's alright, Nico. I'm here." I ran my fingers through his hair and smiled, "I'm here. I'll protect you." A silent tear ran down my cheek as I saw the pain in his face.

My eyes adjusted and his hand was on my cheek, "Love you, Percy." He whispered. Nico's hand returned to his side and his eyes closed.

No. no no no no no. I promised. The flashing lights pulled into the driveway and medics flooded into the still dark room. I was pushed aside, given a shock blanket, and led to the ambulance.

My heart skipped a beat. Nico was on the gurney, eyes closed, hair facing every direction. His shoulder was bleeding and his heart rate was dropping. Quickly. I held his hand and felt his fingers squeeze mine slightly. Tears rolled down my face and we pulled up to the hospital.

I wasn't allowed to see Nico until he was in stable condition. I sat in the waiting room, foot tapping nervously. "God. I promised." I whispered to myself.

"Hi...Mr. Jackson?" I looked up to see the doctor.

"Y-yes sir. Is Nico alright? Is he gonna be okay?" I asked frantically, my heart beating out of my chest.

"Well," The doctor started, "Nico had some trouble getting his heart rate back to normal. He lost a lot of blood from the gun wound, but he's alright now. You can visit if you want."

"Thank you, sir." I managed, walking into Nico's room. Just seeing him made my spirits get smaller and smaller. "N-Nico..." I walked over to the hospital bed and sat down, holding his hand.

He looked over at me and smiled that sad smile, "Percy." His voice sounded hoarse and his shoulder was wrapped in gauze.

"I'm sorry Nico." I said, tears welling up once again, "I promised and...God. I'm so so sorry."

His finger traced my jawline and wiped away a tear, "Don't, Percy. I'm still here aren't I?" He coughed.

I shook my head, "Yeah but...Nico. I promised, and I broke that promise."

"Shhh. You did as much as you could've done." He still wore that sad smile and his hair was still out of place.

I leaned over, smoothed it out, and kissed him, "I'm just glad you're okay."

His eyes closed slowly and I looked at the monitor. 75. 70. 65. 60. 55. 48. I pressed the emergency button behind the head board and grasped his hand, "No no no Nico. Nico stay with me. Please."

Beep. Beep. Beep. I looked up at the monitor. 5. 0.